Mag-log inOnce inside my room, I shot Jessica a quick message. I needed something to release this tension building inside me before I exploded and who better at that job than my free to use whore, Jessica?
She knew her place which was serving me. She never asked for more than I was willing to give which made her perfect for the job. It didn't take long before she pushed the door open and shed the long coat hiding her nakedness. "I didn't expect you to call me so soon." She started but I was in no mood to chit chat or explain shit. "Shut up and kneel before me." I ordered and she dropped immediately. Her hands worked on my slacks, unzipping and freeing my aching cock. I grabbed her hair, pulled it back then shoved my thick cock down her throat until she gagged. "Fuck!" I groaned as the warmth of her mouth wrapped around my cock. I held her there, not letting her breathe and not letting her adjust until her throat convulsed around me and her fingers dug into my thighs. The reason I called her was because I needed something warm and completely under my control because everything else tonight had been slipping through my fingers like smoke. I drew back slowly then drove forward again. Harder and deeper this time. Jessica gagged and sputtered, eyes watering and her throat working desperately around my length. I looked down at her and closed my eyes. In the darkness behind my eyelids, another image filled my mind. Suddenly, it wasn't Jessica kneeling before me. It was Reina. Those dark eyes looking up at me, wide and watering. That pretty little mouth of hers finally put to a use that suited it better. Her throat working around me while tears tracked down her cheeks as she took every inch My forbidden obsession and the object of every filthy fantasy I had no business having. I gripped the hair in my fist tighter and drove deeper chasing that image. I let it drag a roughness out of me that had nothing to do with Jessica. Jessica gagged again and her nails broke the skin on my thigh. I didn't stop. I rolled my hips and used her mouth the way I needed. One hand twisted in her hair and the other braced against the wall, my jaw tight. I was mid thrust when something hit me. A scent so intoxicating it had my cock straining painfully even insíde Jessica ‘s mouth. Reina was here, outside that door and probably listening. For a moment, my entire body went still and my jaw tightened. I felt my cock slowly deflating even as Jessica sucked it like her life depended on it. It's like someone just poured ice cold water on it. “ Fuck!” I groaned, frustration eating me up. I pulled my cock from her mouth and shoved it back into my slacks. Jessica looked confused at my actions. “ Alpha…” she started but I shot her a warning glare, shutting her immediately. “ Get the fuck out of my room.” I roared. I could feel my beast losing it, demanding we claim the little bunny letting her arousal perfume the area. Jessica scrambled to pick her clothes before leaving without another word. She looked pissed but that was not my problem. I stormed out of my room before I could talk myself out of it. My beast was done being reasonable. He was done being patient and pretending that the scent bleeding under that door wasn't reducing two years of restraint to nothing. She was right there. My little horny bunny was in the hallway,frozen against the wall like she'd lost the ability to move. Her towel was still clutched around her body, eyes blown wide the moment she saw me come through that door. That was her cue to run and I begged her inwardly to do that. She didn't. She stood there, those sinful eyes shimmering with nothing but lust and…a hint of fear. Good. She should be afraid. She should be running away from fear. "What the fuck are you doing here, Reina?" I snapped, my voice coming out low and controlled. But that kind of control was one thread away from snapping entirely. "How dare you eavesdrop on my door?" "I — I wasn't — I just…" She stammered, pressing herself further against the wall like she could disappear into it. I stepped closer and she swallowed hard. "You just what?" I said quietly, hoping she could confess those filthy dark desires to me. She didn't. Her mouth opened and closed, her eyes darting sideways like she was calculating whether she could make it past me. She couldn't and she knew that. I took another step and watched her chest heave, pupils dilating and her breath shortening. Her scent sharpened into something so thick and sweet it hit the back of my throat like a fist. My resolve was crumbling. It was fucking crumble with every secund that passed and every inch I closed between us. I told myself I was angry. But the anger and the want had always been the same thing when it came to her. Standing this close, inhaling her scent and our lips inches apart, I could not find the line between them anymore. Her eyes dropped to my mouth then came back up. My hand moved to her waist before I could stop myself. The reward? She let out a soft breathy moan. Reina fucking moaned for me and that always undid me. The sound of it was soft and helpless. It slammed into me like a thunderclap. I looked down at her. "Did you just moan?" I asked with a growl and her face flooded with heat. "I didn't…" She attempts to protest and fuck, that had my slacks tightening. "You did." I pressed my palm flat against her waist, feeling her warmth through the towel. I watched her eyes flutter. “Just my hand on your waist and you're already falling apart." I tilted my head. "How long have you been standing out here, bunny? How wet did you get listening at my door?" "Charles…" She breathed out my name and I swear nothing could beat the sound of my name rolling off her lips. "Alpha." I growled, trying to hold on to some pathetic control. I'd be lying if I didn't imagine that voice moaning out as I slammed into her, filling her womb with my pups. “ You can call me Daddy too.” I whispered with a dark chuckle and watched as her thighs pressed together. Seeing her reaction, something dark and possessive settled in my chest. I dropped my hand from her waist and slid it between her thighs instead. She gasped, her back slamming against the wall and hips jerking forward instinctively to meet the contact. She was soaked. Completely, embarrassingly and devastatingly soaked. For me. I held her gaze while my fingers worked through her folds slowly and deliberately. I didn't go in entirely, just gave her enough to make her knees buckle. "Look at you," My voice dropped to something quiet and filthy. “ You are dripping standing outside my door while I handle another woman." I pressed deeper and watched her mouth fall open around a moan she was desperately trying to swallow. "This is what you came here for, isn't it? This greedy little pussy couldn't wait." "Daddy…" The moan broke out of her like she couldn't stop it. Desperate and unguarded. Something in my chest pulled tight. I pushed two fingers inside her. She cried out, hips rolling forward. Her hands flew to my forearm, gripping like I was the only solid thing left in the world. I worked her slowly and deliberately, watching every reaction move across her face. The flutter of her lashes. The parting of her lips. The way her head fell back against the wall and her entire body chased my hand like she'd been starving for this. I watched it all. Memorised every reaction. Fed my black soul with that image of her at my mercy. I curled my fingers and watched her spine arch off the wall. "Is this what you wanted?" I whispered lowly into her ears. “You wanted my daughter to walk into you taking her father's fingers in your greedy little cunt?" She whimpered, her walls clenching around me. Her reaction was honest and brutal. I worked her harder, my thumb finding her clit Her broken moans filled the hallway, her nails breaking my skin. She chased that orgasm and looked shameless doing it. She came apart in under a minute. Her whole body shook as she came in a broken cry that she muffled against my shoulder. Her hips trembled, her walls clenching around my fingers while I worked her through every wave without mercy. I felt every second of it. When it was over I pulled my hand free, stepped back and straightened. I looked at her, wrecked against my hallway wall. Chest heaving. Legs barely holding her up. Eyes dazed and dark and still swimming with want. It was a beautiful sight but completely wrong and forbidden. My expression settled back into something composed and cold. I reverted back to Alpha Charles, like the last five minutes hadn't happened. I lifted my fingers and held her gaze while I cleaned them slowly. "Go to bed, Reina." I turned and walked back into my room, closing the door behind me.Once inside my room, I shot Jessica a quick message. I needed something to release this tension building inside me before I exploded and who better at that job than my free to use whore, Jessica?She knew her place which was serving me. She never asked for more than I was willing to give which made her perfect for the job.It didn't take long before she pushed the door open and shed the long coat hiding her nakedness."I didn't expect you to call me so soon." She started but I was in no mood to chit chat or explain shit."Shut up and kneel before me." I ordered and she dropped immediately.Her hands worked on my slacks, unzipping and freeing my aching cock.I grabbed her hair, pulled it back then shoved my thick cock down her throat until she gagged."Fuck!" I groaned as the warmth of her mouth wrapped around my cock.I held her there, not letting her breathe and not letting her adjust until her throat convulsed around me and her fingers dug into my thighs.The reason I called her wa
Charles POVI should have gone to bed.I should have ignored that impulse that had me walking to her door.I should have…fuck! There's too much that I should not have done Instead I was standing in the middle of my bedroom with my cock hard enough to split wood and her name sitting on my tongue like a sin I had already decided to commit.Reina.Twenty years old.My daughter's best friend.Mine.I had known she was at the party before I saw her.Her scent reached me first.It was soft and warm.That alluring and tempting scent found me like it always did.Like it was looking for me specifically.I had gripped the balcony railing and looked down and found her immediately.She was wearing a white bunny mask.And almost nothing else.Two years had passed since I caught a whiff of that scent of hers that made my beast go feral everytime.Two years of watching her disappear into oversized shirts and baggy hoodies that swallowed every curve whole.Two years of knowing what was underneath an
I barely made it to my room.I pressed my back against the closed door and stood there in the dark, chest heaving. His voice was still in my ears, curling around my insides like smoke.“ Is that what you are craving right now? Walking around all aroused?”He had noticed.Charles had noticed back there that I was dripping…Did he also guess that I was dripping for him?That idea scared and excited me at the same time.I crossed to the bed and lay back without turning the lights on.When my back hit the mattress, my hand was already moving…to ease a throbbing ache I didn't know I could survive with for a night.I slipped beneath my bikini bottoms and found myself embarrassingly wet. I was soaked through. I was shamelessly dripping like a tap.I had been dripping since the hallway, or maybe since the balcony.It could also be since I'd walked into this house and caught Charles’ scent in the entryway and felt my wolf press forward against my ribs.I thought about his eyes in the dark…The w
Reina POV I never prayed for a mate, not even after my twentieth birthday, two years after hitting eighteen.The only prayer I whispered to the Moon Goddess for two years remained the same.“Taking Daddy's filthy command and moaning his name loudly as he knots me.”Forbidden, right? But that's what I had been craving. It had been two years since I started seeing the Alpha as more than my best friend's father.Two years of secretly touching myself and imagining it was his hands roaming all over my body as I drove myself to climax.I was lying in the guest bed of the Mist cloud pack house, staring at the ceiling, fingers curled around the hem of my oversized shirt, when Iris knocked.I recognised the three soft raps.It was our code since we were sixteen.I rolled off the bed and cracked the door open. Iris stood in the dim hallway, already dressed in a tiny bikini top and shorts that barely qualified as fabric."The party has started," she whispered."Iris, your father said…" I starte







